Helo, itz me again.... I juz feel like typing sum stuff in here..... I tink I'll juz start by going thru my timeline as i grow older and how fiq became hu he is now.... imagine dis train, setting off a station called the 13 years old station(datz where my life began), and going down d rail, i am going at constant speed, not too fast, nor too slow.... juz moderately moving along the tracks..... den suddenly the speed gets faster and faster, datz wen i was having fun in sec 1, and d train keept increasing speed cuz i joined soccer and was very excited to play for d soccer team..... wen it was nearing the 14 years old station, the speed decreased by alot and almost came to a halt as my academic results and soccer had to be closed down, my dream was erased, for 3 months the train moved very slowly, den came an inspiration, the fuel of the train, I joined band.... at dat time, the fuel was burning slowly, the speed was increasing slowly after each band practice...... after alot of band practices, my train was speeding off very fast at top speed as i was also achieving results in my academic performance, dat was the only time wen the train gave out a big roar to everyting dat came in itz path, the train was speeding very fast and slowly towards the end of the year, the train not only began to move faster, but began to move higher, dat was wen i got 2nd in class for my academic results and i was chosen to be in the main band........ At the 15 year old station, my train was oleady at high speed, moving at speeds nv imagined, scaling new heights, my determination grew and grew....... but.... after a few months after leaving the 15 year old station, my academic results started to drop, but i was still keeping strong in band, by dis time, my train had dropped to d normal level and d speed had decreased by half...... I try to put in more fuel, but theres juz no spark to make it burn, i felt useless.... the train decreased alot...... by mid-year, my train was only barely moving, i was dead, my interest in music put in more fuel after every practice, but i am still not moving as my academic results didn't bring a spark to the fuel to unleash the energy kept..... therefore i did not move, my train was getting rusty, day after day, it started to rain heavily, dat is wen the teachers scolded me..... i was left alone to slowly rust, d rails were also rusting, slowly, the fuel dissappeared as my confidence in SYF was destroyed in d process........ I had noting, left alone, hollow, had oleady gave up, nv wanted 2 fight back, i was slacking, i didn't really cared much abt wat was thought in school, i kept failing my POA and maths.... I had no one, everyone was looking down on me, my train was flooded by the heavy rain and wasn't even bothered, all i wanted was to give up.... the sun was blocked and it was total darkness, my train was black, rusty and old... but den, sumone came into my life, the sun started to shine brightly, the flood began to vapourise, inch by inch, my wheels moved, dropping the rust on it, the rails suddenly became unrusted, all around the train, flowers started blooming, the fields became bright green, butterflies were everywhere...... I started to take pride in my work, do revisions, study hard........ now the sparks were coming, but the fuel wasn't there....YET!, then i started to practice hard in band, and even my conductor was shocked, i memorised the whole song for SYF, i was fully prepared.... now my train is accelerating fast..... at d next maths test, i passed and scored, as i did afew careless mistakes here and there...... i moved on, my train was moving! shiny as ever! it was as if itz brand new, and beside it was another train which joined me, it was because of her my train was moving..... she, she gave me confidence, happiness and everyting i need...... And yes, her name was Nurhayati...... it was because of her i moved on.... i became sumone...... *to be continued*